She nodded and moved around the campsite, grabbing all the kindling and stones she could find before heading back and helping him with the campfire set up.
He nodded and walked to the river with her. He reached into the tree by the bank and ripped a branch one handed before taking his hunting knife to sharpen it to a point.
Once the branch was sharpener to a point, he carefully waded his way into the river. He was motionless for a long time before stabbing into the water. He pulled it back, showing her quite proudly the large trout he has speared.